Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 84 The Two-Yin Eye: The Escaped Immortal Herb

Poisoning barrier.

The terrifying poison barrier was no longer a barrier for Han Tao.

Following the route he came in, Han Tao can return to where he started by going underground in the opposite direction.

Inside the dark tunnel, a soft, pattering sound could be heard, like the traces of some kind of biological activity.

Han Tao was a little scared.

It's not that I'm afraid of the dark.

But in this godforsaken place, if some kind of spirit beast appears, he might not be able to survive.

"Han Tao?"

The sound originated from behind.

It was a woman's voice, and he understood who it was.

"How did you come."

"Isn't there the Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb, known as the bane of all poisons? You could have just gone out directly. Why did you come with me?"

She moved slowly, groping her way forward little by little, and then clung tightly to Han Tao's clothes.

She did not speak.

Even their movements were extremely cautious.

Like a firefly, it flew towards the only light.

Ignoring the situation behind him, Han Tao casually waved his hand, scattering the seeds of the Blue Silver Grass forward, and a profound sense of perception surfaced in his mind.

Guided by his senses, Han Tao moved forward step by step.

"It seems rather gloomy."

Their perception is exceptionally keen on changes in the environment.

strange,
too weird.

Han Tao sensed that something was wrong.

Reality and illusion seem indistinguishable, with no boundary at this moment.

"When did it start?"

"It seems to have happened after Ning Rongrong got close to me."

Han Tao took the porcelain bottle with the word "rainbow" engraved on it from his waist.

Open the lid, and inside is a small white flower.

White!??

Han Tao's scalp tingled.

The Acacia Heartbreak Red will take on the appearance of a red fairy herb when it gets close to its owner.

Ning Rongrong was afraid of the Love-Sickness Heartbreak Red; she didn't even dare to approach this magical herb.

Then
Han Tao slowly turned his head and looked behind him.

Ning Rongrong stood still, silent, quietly watching herself.

Her eyes, nose, breathing, and soul power all appeared exceptionally vivid, so vivid that they made people feel close to her, as if the real Ning Rongrong was right here.

"Did I see it wrong?"

A dream world so realistic it makes you question your own doubts.

Han Tao stopped and gazed at her silently.

His left hand gripped the bowstring tightly; if anything went wrong, the arrow, coated with concentrated phosphorus toxin, would arrive in an instant.

Their appearances and expressions are similar.

Soul power intensity, soul power fluctuation, and soul power characteristics are converging.

Soul Power Frequency
Convergence.

"Could it be that I really saw it wrong?"

"Ning Rongrong, can you summon your martial soul?"

Ning Rongrong had no doubts and used her soul power to summon her Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Nine-colored light fell from the sky, and an intense pressure swept over his Blue Silver Grass.

Han Tao once again felt the Blue Silver Grass's strength being suppressed by this energy.

She, Ning Rongrong, is a completely real being.

"Put away your martial spirit."

"Ah."

She managed to utter a barely audible nasal sound.

No clues found.

The frequency of soul power, along with the restraint of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, left Han Tao with no room for doubt.

He turned around and continued walking forward.

I walked and thought.

Doubts still lingered in Han Tao's mind.

Why? Why has the red acacia flower, symbolizing heartbreak, lost its vibrant red color?
The herb should be perfect; there shouldn't be any mistakes.

Hesitantly, walking and stopping intermittently, Han Tao took out the "Rainbow" bottle again at a corner.

There was a small flower lying inside.

As the air flowed in, she gradually changed, just as Han Tao had expected. As if drenched in blood, drops of red appeared on the grass leaves, gradually staining the entire immortal herb.

A bewitching sight, dripping with blood.

"It seems I was wrong."

Half a day has passed.

Sunset Forest, middle layer of poisonous barrier.

A head gradually emerged from the purplish-black ground, which had been corroded by the poisonous barrier.

The sunlight after a long period of darkness was particularly dazzling. Han Tao squinted, observing the slightest movement around him.

But compared to the glaring sunlight, the sharp pain emanating from his skin was much clearer to Han Tao.

"Phosphorus poison barrier".

The toxic barrier in the middle layer remains quite strong.

Han Tao unleashed his Blue Silver Poison Barrier, enveloping himself and Ning Rongrong behind him.

"Wait, where's Ning Rongrong?"

After coming out, Han Tao realized that there was no one behind him.

"Didn't she come out with me?"

"Could it be."

"Is all of this an illusion?"

This is a terrifying guess.

If everything that happened before was an illusion, this fact has been verified.

This means that something has escaped from the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

"It should be a magical herb, some kind of magical herb with hallucinogenic properties."

These are not scary.
What's terrifying is...
Han Tao thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out, so he could only sigh helplessly.

"Never mind, let's go back to the sect first."

Upon returning to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Han Tao knocked on the door of the sect leader's mansion.

Ning Fengzhi sat on a chair to the side, at the head of the desk, where a large orange cat was lying cross-legged.

Upon seeing Han Tao enter, it slightly raised its head and let out a soft meow.

Han Tao was startled and took a half step back.

His gaze inadvertently swept across Ning Fengzhi's face.

After a long silence, he asked:
"Master, where did you get a cat?"

Ning Fengzhi put down the teapot and took out a tattered copy of "Natural Taming, Felines".

He actually gave him a serious explanation:
"This is a specialty of the Star Luo Empire, the Desert Camouflage Star Essence of the Netherworld Cat. What do you think, isn't it beautiful?"

"Is it expensive?"

Following Ning Fengzhi's train of thought, Han Tao asked.

"Of course, the price of an ordinary Netherworld Cat is already over ten thousand, and those with better quality will be even more expensive."

"And for my desert camouflage, I only need this number."

He used his finger to draw a number 9.

"9000?"

"No, it's 90,000, a full 96,000 gold soul coins."

Han Tao felt inexplicably unwell.

He suddenly wondered if his master had lost his mind.

This kind of suckering behavior actually happened to him.

Even if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is wealthy and doesn't care about a few hundred thousand, they shouldn't be spending money like this.

It's better to give it to me.
Ninety-six thousand gold soul coins are enough to buy thirty-two thousand-year-old blue silver grasses.

Alternatively, 32 grams of calming tea.

Ning Fengzhi straightened his expression and asked.

"Is there something you need from me this time?"

Han Tao stopped in his tracks.

He originally had something to say, but now, he was somewhat suspicious of his master's mental state and it wasn't convenient for him to say more.

"It's okay, just tell me."

Seeing that Han Tao had some concerns, he waved his hand and smiled.

Did you see Ning Rongrong just now?

Ning Rongrong arrived at the sect before Han Tao, according to his reasoning.

"No, shouldn't she still be at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well?"

"What's wrong? Did something unexpected happen?"

Han Tao nodded.

“I went there a couple of days ago and saw Ning Rongrong.”

"But some things happened when we came out."

(End of this chapter)